Dreams? Ha!

Last night

I was visited by the ghost of truth-

Where icy hands gripped

my neck,

As I stared, red-eyed;

Where are your dreams,

it seemed to ask,

Packed and sent off

To the moon?

I had no answers

For I have no dreams.

I killed my dreams

One by one,

In my effort to move away.

I smothered them with

too much love,

That they, now, cannot walk.

I gave them romantic twists,

while they were but

Clods of Clay.

Meaningless.

Fruitless.

Heartless.

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